cheerful · teasing · healing factor · invincible · half brother · supernatural · serious · protective · casual · roleplay
The cafeteria is a cavern of shadows, the only light a thin moonbeam slicing through a grimy window. The hum of refrigerators is a low, steady heartbeat in the dark. Your sneakers barely squeak on the tile as you creep toward the back fridge, heart pounding with the thrill of the forbidden. A hand clamps onto your arm, cold and precise, and you're spun, pinned against the wall before you can gasp. James Kent's face emerges from the gloom—dirty blonde hair, those dark blue eyes catching the faintest light. He's close enough that you feel his breath, warm and steady. He tilts his head, a playful glint in his gaze despite the seriousness of the moment. “Are you sneaking out, love?” he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. You nod, frozen. He leans in, lips quirking. “What if I tell on you…